OOHZEE - Edward Norton

Look at where my life went
Look at how the most important people in my life drift
I can't stop to think about it
I can't let my mind drift
Next thing that I'm asking is where the fuck my mind went
My mind's made up
Not talking bout compositions
I'm talking that I've been fed up with my current position
I know that ain't really rhyme right but keep on listening
Cuz this the first time that I've dropped shit in a million minutes
You see I lost it then I got it back
I lost the track and then I doubled back to where I put the duffel bag
And brought it back
These ain't the hardest bars sitting in my laptop
But I ain't tryna give these muthafuckas heart attacks
The real is back
Man, how real is that? (Sheesh)
Realer than raps that teach you step to step on cooking crack
Realer than these muthafuckas
Claiming that they real on each and every feature
Scratch that any time they hop on fuckin wax
God damn man I be on a roll
Picking up the torch like I know where to go
I ain't coming up short I'm Ginobli with the flow
And I still got some gems hidden underneath the floor
I don't even need a pen do you really want more?
Hell no didn't think so
Might just dunk it from the free throw
Oh lord
Take a look in my eyes
Take a look in my Bloody Mary red eyes while I hop inside of my ride
My conscious leaking that I be thinking I might be peaking at times
Why bother being inside the booth if I can't come through with them rhymes
I oughta be another automated lil rapper boy who spits lies
Like I'll cap y'all with this nine
And these chains I'm wearing are mine
And these shoes I got are so exclusive that ain't none of y'all gon find
Cash stacking by the thousands
Bad bitches all dimes
Nah fuck that
I don't tuck that
I ain't got shit but a bus pass
And Hulu when I'm real stoned might fuck around and watch Rugrats
Yeah man I'm a dumbass but I think I'm living my life right
Last time that I took shrooms thought I was living through fight night
Or wait
I mean Fight Club
You know the movie with Brad Pitt and uh the other one
I think I lost the flow but I got another one
I gotta catch a nap before I see the sun
Wait
This is real heartache on the track
Mixed with smoking up an eighth on the track
Mixed with eating off your plate on the track
Mixed with feeling fucking great on the track
I could catch a fucking case on a track
Take it to another level outer space on the track
You pray you ain't wack
Been known since first day I don't lack nothing but weak play
I think I got another verse in me
Truly I feel like Fifty
When he dropped In Da Club
And when Wayne dropped A Milli I feel like a billi bucks
I'm writing this on four twenty
So naturally, I'm on the drugs
Keep passing me all them blunts
I'm a lightweight but only in my mind state
Might need a break to take an L ride on the highway
E, take the wheel I think the whole whip going sideways
Let's bring it back to the crib
I gotta wrap it up
I been ghost for four years and if that ain't sad enough
I been writing this whole time go add that up
That's about a hundred tracks and I ain't even back em up
Like I said before this one really ain't much better or worse
This ain't the one where I'm killing the game with every verse
Couldn't even do it live man I still need to rehearse
I just heard this shit and said man fuck it, it works like
Oh!
They gon ask me where that mixtape go?
Are you releasing more?
I don't really know
I feel the shoulder already getting cold
But I'm still feeling myself on the low
I been rapping since twenty thirteen
Tell the truth is just boring to me
But I could still kill the game if I need
Yeah I could still kill you rappers if I

Written by:
Jacob Smith

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